Blackmailed For Love

He didn't knock as he entered the small file room.He stood there and looked around, if he was impressed by the work I'd had done in just two days he didn't say it.

Instead when his eyes came back to me they were as cold and hard as an ice block.

Once upon a time they used to look at me like I was his whole world.

"Get up.We are leaving."

I blinked up at him, not understanding where he was taking me.

His eyes narrowed on me and he said, "You are not doing a good job of following my orders."

Not giving into the urge to roll my eyes, I stood up and grabbed my small purse.

Pressing my hand down to smooth out my skirt, I rounded the desk and I asked, "Where are you taking me?"

"Your home.I decided I'll drop my whore back at her place at the end of the day."

His words made me wince and he saw it as a moment later he grabbed my wrist to pull me in front of him.

His hard eyes caressed my face and he said, "I won't let you forget it.The way I couldn't forget.I'll keep reminding you and myself who you truly are."

I bit down the inside of my cheek and stared back at him.I won't give him the satisfaction of knowing how his words were scratching at my bruised heart.

He gripped my face and dug his fingers into my cheeks as he demanded, "Say it."

One thing about Kristian was, he always lashed out and did everything he could to not be the only one feeling the pain.

When someone hurts him he hurts them back tenfold.

And he didn't know how to stop until his enemy was beaten down and destroyed.

I had seen it with my own eyes.I knew it deep in my bones how far he could go.

So there was no trying to fight it.

Also, I just didn't want to fight him.

He had his demons and I used to be his comforting place despite our age difference but then I turned on him, became the one who broke his trust, and became another person in his list of demons.

"I am a whore." I said, giving him what he wanted.

Or maybe I was just a glutton for punishment His lips twisted.

"Whose?"

"Yours."

Only his.

Ever his.

"That's right.Don't you ever forget that."

He walked out of the room and made me follow him.

Unlike him my steps were hesitant as I followed him, I didn't want him to drop me home.

had lied about my town, my schooling and my current

my status as a

lead the people here to my personal life but now he wanted to drop me home: Please, God, make him have a flat tire: And he totally deserves

Nope.

Not on my side.

Like he ever is.

His car didn't have

it any less

up as a memory from the past

Ferrari GT and he had taken me on a

had spent the evening later

got to the parking space, he strode toward his black Porsche, unlocking it on the way and without waiting for me

heard

the passenger side before he could get irritated and start to throw more of his mean words at

sat down, I tried, I had

said, "You don't have to drive

He didn't say anything.

one would hold a lover as he pulled out of the parking lot

I knew

Blue Sky Apartments, the wrong address I had written on the form after looking it up

tried again, "You can

had a few things to

turned to me and he said, "I'll stop and

you want to

on my forehead in

I didn't have enough money

I sighed.

will buy

would just have to

off and I will wait for him

route back to my actual place but I think I

won't ask for the usual

me sad, more than the fact that I would be late to reach

car came to a slow stop at

to him and said, "Thank

that made me nervous and then, he said, "Let me

why he was becoming

knew he

shook my head and put a smile on my face as

my eyes and cursed my fate as he opened his

hated me so much as

answer didn't come and I didn't wait

stand on my side, I

He arched a brow.

licked my lips and looked for a reason why he couldn't come

said, "Mom wouldn't want

us and

crossed his legs

saw the

looked like a GQ

suit that was